2.13.2011

Congratulations to the people of Egypt

A simple congratulations to the citizens of Egypt for their unwavering perseverance and steadfast commitment to change. I wish you much success in the coming months and years in forging a new path toward democracy of equality and peace determined by the people for the people and hope that your struggles are filled with determination and strength in seeing a future that is much brighter than what has been, you've already made the first step. Please do not lose sight of the freedoms he denied you and the tyranny of his cabinet, stay on path and work to unify your country. Congratulations. Oneh.

2.04.2011

Possibilities?

My plan is to depart Syracuse, where I have been mired since graduating from the SU MFA film program since 2007. With family and well to be honest, a limited amount of friends in the area (not as many as while I was in school--they were bright enough to leave quickly after graduating) I didn't think my life would be as uneventful as it is. So with this tentative plan in motion, or conceptually in motion, I intend to move back out west, the southwest to be specific. I figured I'll be able to move out there with or without a job, but I think my age and the caution that comes with being older is keeping me from making such a risky move. I no longer throw caution to the wind, don't take as many chances as I used to . . . now, chances are well calculated to have minimal risk.

I have a fellowship application in at the School for Advanced Research in Santa Fe, NM, which begins in the fall. I am applying to IAIA for a position as a New Media instructor. And then there's a possibility to teach film and video this fall at my old Art School (Munson Williams Proctor at Pratt), where I received my foundational training. So, three possibilities, not too bad, but the waiting and not knowing is uncomfortable, but I have to endure. So, depending on what comes of these possibilities moving may or may not be in the cards.

I was hoping to get back to the Denver/Boulder Indian Community, or become a part of the Santa Fe/Albuquerque Indian Community. As a displaced Mescalero Apache in Haudenosaunee country I am not an active member, though I am part of the community. Since my lineage isn't matrilineal, I cannot take part in Longhouse ceremonies, which I respect because that is the way of the Haudenosaunee (there was limited discussion on this aspect, but since I believe in traditionalism as does my brother, I decided that it was really a moot point to even think about it regardless if no one else knew where my lineage lay). I am fortunate and grateful to be able to take part in other events that occur. I was honored to be able to meet and photograph Tadodaho, Leon Shenandoah, my brother's grandfather before his passing in 1996 as well as photographing Oren Lyons in the same year. After talking with Oren for some time, he gave me some advice: not to dip my cup upstream. Apparently, our short conversation gave him great insight into my rather confrontational and radical personality, at least when coping with fairness. Although, to this day I still seem to disrupt the flow of things for those people downstream, it is an intentional choice and not one of desire for confrontation, anger or animosity but one of perspective. My time spent with the Onondaga and Mohawk (specifically Tom Porter at Kanatsiohareke) has taught me a lot about myself, my identity, my family and my desire to be an active member within the community, no matter what that entails. I know I will miss my brother and his family most, since wherever the possibilities take me will take me away from them. I've enjoyed helping my family out when needed, taking my niece or nephew to Tsha'Hon'nonyen'dakhwa' (the Onondaga Nation Arena) for hockey and lacrosse practice. It's been a great privilege watching my nieces grow up and turn into beautiful young ladies, as well as watching my nephew and my youngest niece develop personalities that sparkle and shine. I've been fortunate to be able to get to know my sister-in-law better and see what a wonderful mother she is and how she juggles motherhood and teaching, to this day she will always amaze me how women are capable of doing this while being so tender and strong. This is why the Haudenosaunee are so wonderful, the women are truly the foundation of this amazing culture.

I just had lunch with my brother, something we used to do once a week until he began his new job (it's his fourth anniversary there, but it's the job I call new). He's been busy and with four kids, his constant traveling for his job limits our time together, but a weekend soon here will bring me back to their home to help my family finish my nephew's new bedroom (an expansion to their home) in hanging sheet rock and mudding. This will give me more time to spend with them and for that I am grateful. My brother told me at lunch yesterday, after having filled him in on the possibilities, that he sees me teaching, more of a prophetic announcement than an opinion, my brother's been very accurate on issues of importance like this. He helped to set my mood at ease, because that which I cannot control I often dwell over.

I am excited and nervous for the possibilities to show themselves and look forward to finding out which ones poke their little heads out for me to see.

Oneh.